From Beggar to Emperor: My Profession Has Its Own Characteristics

Chapter 95 Re-entering the Situ Family

It's safer to consider the characteristics of a peddler.

After looking through the six senior brothers and sisters, they finally saw the senior sister Song Qingtong standing next to them.

Zhu Yuan's eyes were very dry.

Looking at martial artists is a completely different experience for Zhu Yuan than looking at ordinary people, especially since these are all martial artists at the Ming Jin stage.

He did not see any gray aura appear on the six people.

Zhu Yuan, whose eyes were dry, blinked involuntarily.

"Junior Brother Zhu, do you think I'm pretty?" Song Qingtong noticed Zhu Yuan's expression and asked him with a smile.

"Hahaha, Junior Sister Song, stop being so narcissistic. Junior Brother Zhu isn't blind yet. He should be the one feeling uncomfortable seeing your face."

"Hey, Yuan! Are you asking for trouble?" Song Qingtong stood up abruptly and looked at the senior brother surnamed Yuan, who was about thirty years old.

"Junior Sister Song, look at my mouth. It's not my fault that he's being disobedient." As he spoke, Senior Brother Yuan lightly patted his mouth, almost spitting out the rice grains inside.

"Haha, Junior Brother Yuan, stop making us laugh."

The table was filled with laughter and chatter, and Zhu Yuan joined in.

Eat and chat.

The conversation quickly turned to Zhu Yuan, the newest junior disciple.

"Junior Brother Zhu, did you use the basic techniques multiple times to break through to the Ming Jin stage?"

Before Zhu Yuan could answer, Zhou Ping gave him the answer.

"Junior Brother Zhu only needed to perform the basic sword technique five times to master it."

"Only five times!?"

"That's right."

The five senior students were all surprised when they heard this news.

They were much more surprised than Zhou Ping.

Compared to Zhou Ping's contact with Zhu Yuan, they had little contact with Zhu Yuan and only knew of him because of his reputation for never being defeated in actual combat training.

"At the time, I was also preparing to guide Junior Brother Zhu and help him break through to the Ming Jin stage, but my guidance was completely useless." Zhou Ping smiled as he said this.

"If I remember correctly, Junior Brother Zhu has a lower-middle-grade aptitude."

"Yes, it's just below average physical constitution."

"It's truly impressive that someone with average to below-average physical constitution can break through to the Ming Jin stage after practicing basic techniques only five times. From what I understand, those strong individuals with average physical constitution can show their difference very early on. In our Dongyun Martial Arts School, besides Senior Sister Dong, Junior Brother Zhu is probably the most likely to break through to the Dan Jin stage."

Among martial artists, only those at the Dan Jin stage or above are considered strong.

"I really envy you, Junior Brother Zhu." Song Qingtong looked at Zhu Yuan with a face full of envy.

"Senior Sister Song, when it comes to the possibility of becoming a Dan Jin martial artist, any one of us here has the potential. Who says that a one in ten thousand chance isn't a possibility?"

"Haha, Junior Brother Zhu is right, we could all be."

The seven people at the table all laughed.

Zhu Yuan enjoyed his lunch very much and ate until he was stuffed.

With the added benefit of his beggar-like characteristics, the uncomfortable feeling of being stuffed quickly disappeared.

We arrived once again in the courtyard where the curator lived.

After resting for a while, the ferry to the east appeared.

"Master." Zhu Yuan stood up and bowed.

"Are you ready?" Dongduzhou asked.

"Ready."

"Let's begin the third position."

"it is good."

Zhu Yuan began his afternoon cultivation.

He spent less time in the afternoon than in the morning.

He has also mastered the third and fourth postures of the Ming Jin chapter of Tianyun Zhuang Gong.

This concludes Dongduzhou's instruction on Zhu Yuantianyun Zhuang Gong Ming Jin Pian.

In the future, Zhu Yuan's training in stance training will depend on his own hard work.

"Zhu Yuan, let me tell you one last thing: whether it's stance training or technique practice, it's crucial to maintain a balance between relaxation and exertion. Never overdo it, understand?"

Just as Zhu Yuan was about to nod in response to his master's instructions on crossing the river to the east, he heard a clear, cheerful voice coming from outside, with a hint of laughter, as it approached.

"Father is absolutely right; cultivation must be balanced with relaxation!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a graceful figure walked briskly into the courtyard.

The person who arrived was Dong Lingyun. Today she was wearing a light blue training uniform. She walked lightly and gracefully, with a mischievous smile on her face. She walked up to the two of them in a few steps.

"Yun'er, now is not the time for you to come here." Dong Duzhou looked at his daughter, his tone carrying a hint of paternal authority.

"Father, cultivation requires a balance of relaxation and rest; you said that yourself." Dong Lingyun blinked, her smile unwavering, and she emphasized her words with conviction. "I completely agree with this principle!"

"I was talking to Zhu Yuan." Dong Duzhou shook his head slightly, his gaze shifting to the respectfully standing Zhu Yuan, then back to his daughter, his tone somewhat helpless, "Given the amount of time you spend cultivating each day, you need to work harder."

He worried that Zhu Yuan's cultivation would go too far and backfire.

He had absolutely no worries about his daughter in this regard.

It's unclear whether Dong Lingyun listened to Dong Duzhou's words.

She was circling around Zhu Yuan at that moment.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Yuan first greeted, "Hello, Senior Sister Dong."

Upon hearing this, Dong Lingyun put her hands behind her back, pretending to be an old-fashioned person.

"Junior Brother Zhu, I knew I hadn't misjudged you. The first time I saw you, I knew you were extraordinary and becoming a martial artist would be a piece of cake for you."

Zhu Yuan recalled his first visit to Dongyun Martial Arts School.

He remembered that Dong Lingyun hadn't said that.

Just as Zhu Yuan was about to respond, Dong Duzhou spoke again.

"Alright, Yun'er, if you don't leave now, you'll be coming with me to see Grandpa later."

Upon hearing this, Dong Lingyun immediately returned to normal, and the old-fashioned look on her face completely disappeared.

"Father, if you want to see Grandpa, go by yourself. I still need to cultivate."

Without waiting for Dong Duzhou's response, Dong Lingyun disappeared in a flash.

Dongduzhou watched his daughter leave and shook his head helplessly.

"Master, Senior Sister Dong is already at the Dark Strength stage at such a young age, that's amazing," Zhu Yuan comforted Dong Duzhou.

"Hehe, Junior Brother Zhu is right! I completely agree!"

Dong Lingyun, who was outside the courtyard, poked her head out.

Clearly, she hasn't completely left yet.

She immediately pulled her head back, so she must have really left now.

"Your senior sister Dong's future goal is to reach the Dan Jin stage. We have already found a way for her, but if she wants to obtain better resources through that way, she needs to break through to the Hua Jin stage before she turns eighteen."

Dongduzhou talked to Zhu Yuan about his daughter.

Normally, Dong Duzhou wouldn't talk about these things with a disciple who has just become an introductory disciple of Dongyun Martial Arts School.

Because of Zhu Yuan's character, he was very open-minded about many things, which was also a sign of his closeness to Zhu Yuan.

Dong Duzhou talked about his daughter, and Zhu Yuan basically chimed in.

Because he didn't know much about Dong Lingyun, he couldn't say anything subjectively.

Excluding a few exceptions, it is generally believed that only those with superior physical constitution are the seeds to become a Dan Jin stage expert.

As for the innate martial bone above the superior root bone, that is the seed to become a Gang Jin stage expert.

From Dong Duzhou's words, Zhu Yuan could tell that he and the old master had high hopes for Dong Lingyun.

But Dong Lingyun is too playful, even though she's almost fifteen.

Zhu Yuan didn't think much of the complaints about the boat to the east, considering he was only fourteen years old.

After chatting for a long time, Zhu Yuan's agreement and comfort made Dong Duzhou feel a little better.

Yes.

Her daughter already has a very high starting point.

"By the way, Zhu Yuan, what are your plans for the future?" Dong Duzhou asked immediately, remembering this question.

Even if he, as the master, understands this issue, he still needs to discuss it with his disciple.

"First, I'll work as a guard at the Situ family; that's already arranged. Later, once I'm stronger, I'll go to the Demon Suppression Division to become a demon suppressor."

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While claiming to be stronger, Zhu Yuan actually wanted to wait until he had maxed out his experience points.

The higher the level of a profession, the harder it is to level up. When I was a beggar, I reached the maximum level in just one month.

"What agreement?"

"It's like an agreement between me and Miss Situ. She will sponsor me with three hundred coins every month. If I can become a martial artist within thirteen of her sponsorships, I can work as a guard at her house and earn eight taels of silver every month."

"Situ Susu has excellent taste."

Dong Duzhou didn't think that the eight taels of silver promised by Situ Susu was too much; he only thought that she had good judgment.

"After becoming a martial artist, there are many places where you'll need to spend money. The most basic thing is food, and secondly, it's best to take a medicinal bath three times a month."

Dongduzhou resumed his teachings.

Zhu Yuan listened and simply nodded in agreement.

"—It's best to learn the techniques for the final Ming Jin stage when you've just mastered the basic stance training; that way, you'll learn more efficiently."

"Understood, Master."

"Okay, go and rest for a bit, then stay at the martial arts gym for dinner tonight." Dong Duzhou looked at Zhu Yuan with a satisfied expression.

He then nodded to Zhu Yuan, gave him his instructions, and turned to leave the courtyard.

He wasn't lying to his daughter; he really was going to talk to his father, the old curator.

Zhu Yuan watched his master's figure disappear outside the courtyard gate, then let out a soft breath and relaxed his body.

He glanced at the sky, then turned around, preparing to find a quiet place to properly digest what he had learned that day.

Registered disciples only receive one lunch, while formally initiated disciples can come to the martial arts school for meals whenever they wish.

A pleasant dinner was finished.

Zhu Yuan ate with four senior brothers and sisters this time, while three other senior brothers and sisters had to leave earlier.

At dusk.

When Zhu Yuan walked out of the Dongyun Martial Arts School again, he was carrying a large sword on his back.

As he walked down the street, the way people looked at him changed.

The person who dares to bring weapons out like this is most likely a martial artist.

The next day.

morning.

Zhu Yuan's figure had already appeared in front of the Situ family's gate.

Last time he entered the Situ family home through the side gate, but this time he can go directly in through the main gate.

Two gatekeepers stood guard in front of the Situ family's gate.

The servant on the right saw Zhu Yuan stop in front of the gate and immediately asked, "What brings you to the Situ family, sir?"

The servants spoke very politely because the large sword behind Zhu Yuan was too obvious.

Mostly martial artists!

"I need to see Butler Han. Please inform Yi Li."

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"So you were looking for Steward Han? Please come this way."

As he spoke, the servants of the Situ family prepared to lead the way, silently telling Zhu Yuan to wait outside the door.

"OK."

Zhu Yuan nodded, and then followed the servant into the Situ family's gate.

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